Chapter 597: Chapter 597: This Answer Took Her by Surprise
After a moment, Summer Shawcross was amused by him, reaching out to rub his little head.
"Alright, I’ll wait for you to grow up!" She said jokingly.
Seeing her agree, the little one showed a happy smile.
Summer’s mood instantly improved, and she glanced at Yancy Shaw sitting in the passenger seat, teasing him.
"Mr. Shaw, such an adorable child, other than his looks, he doesn’t resemble you at all!"
How could a man as rigid-looking as Yancy Shaw have raised such a cute child?
Listening to Summer’s words, Yancy Shaw not only wasn’t displeased but actually chuckled.
"Probably takes after his mother."
When he met Raina, they were both only seventeen, and back then, her lively and adorable nature indeed resembled their son.
It was the first time Summer heard Yancy mention Nathaniel’s mother; she paused, her mind filled with curiosity, and finally couldn’t help but ask.
"His mother is..."
Previously, when she learned that Ms. Xue was Yancy Shaw’s ’late wife,’ she had felt curious, wondering if this chubby little fellow could have any connection to Ms. Xue.
But later, she remembered Ms. Xue saying her child had already passed away, so she dismissed that thought.
Now hearing Yancy mention Nathaniel’s mother again, she couldn’t help but ask.
Listening to her curiosity, Yancy Shaw didn’t hide it but spoke with some nostalgia.
"Raina was even cuter than this little guy."
"..." Listening to Yancy Shaw’s words, Summer was stunned, her face filled with shock.
This answer took her completely by surprise.
Nathaniel really... is Ms. Xue’s child?
"Pretty sister, what’s wrong?" Seeing her stare at him with wide eyes, the little one couldn’t help but ask curiously.
Summer came back to her senses, glanced at the man sitting in the passenger seat, and then gently shook her head, smiling at the little one.
"It’s nothing."
...
The Drexler Family had many guests, and it was bustling all night.
It wasn’t until the early hours that the vast Drexler Estate finally became quiet again.
In a pitch-black pre-dawn, within a bedroom styled in a vintage manner, one could see the furniture made of redwood everywhere.
In the quiet environment, the old man sat in a redwood chair, looking at a photo of a young woman, his expression full of confusion and puzzlement.
...
——Knock knock!
...
The door was suddenly knocked on.
The old Drexler, lost in thought for a long time, finally came to his senses.
"Come in." His voice suddenly carried a trace of melancholy.
The door was pushed open, and Butler Leaf came in with a bowl of hot porridge, slowly approaching the old Drexler and softly speaking to persuade him.
"Sir, please eat something. You haven’t eaten anything for a day and night." Butler Leaf sighed, his face full of concern.
Listening to Butler Leaf’s words, the old Drexler waved his hand.
"I have no appetite; take it away."
"Sir..." Butler Leaf showed a helpless expression.
He didn’t understand why the master had shut himself in the room ever since returning from Autumn Duval’s place the night before, staring at the wife’s photo, eating nothing, drinking nothing, and had no idea what he was thinking.
Just as Butler Leaf was full of puzzlement, the old Drexler, after staring at the photo for a moment, suddenly asked him as if talking to himself.
